verse 1 
my wife she studied galaxies 
their shape elliptical 
with telescope technologies 
her research critical 

 
but me i watch them just for fun 
floating out in space 
from here i see a billion suns 
each one in its place 

 
 chorus 
galaxies floating on a dark matter stream 
dust clouds mist in shapes preplanned 
black holes pour out gravity beams 
stars are born in the palm of my hand 

 
 verse 2 
my wife looks at me with a frown 
"you're getting it all wrong 
in space there is no up or down 
they're floating in, not on." 

 
the stars melt into suffuse glow 
then dim to murky gloom 
i wake up feeling vertigo 
as black fades to our room 

 
...looks like it was all a dream 
i remember 

 
 chorus 
galaxies floating in a dark matter stream 
dust clouds mist in shapes preplanned 
black holes pour out gravity beams 
stars are born in the palm of my hand